Niall's P.O.V...
It's been a while. I forgot to count the days. I'm lying. It's been 47 days. She doesn't use her Twitter anymore and she blocked me on Instagram. She never answers my texts or calls. I stay up at night trying to get to her and all I get are no replies or voicemails. She changed her voicemail and I think she hates me now. I miss Pete. I miss my child. I miss Elizabeth. I miss them all. Why did I tell her to leave? Fuck. I don't know how do this anymore. How to live like this. Right now, we're on break because of me. Why? Because I can't find strength to get out of bed. I tell the lads to bring me food. I don't have to get out of the room to use the restroom, I drag mys-
"Niall. Can we talk?" I heard. Not the voice I wanted to hear.
"No, leave me alone, Joshlene." I said, hoping that she doesn't open the door. I opened my eyes and looked at the doorknob. It's unlocked! Wow, go me. It turned towards the left. Oh my god, no please. Say something to make her leave it.
"I'm naked!" I screamed, hoping she'd leave. The knob's rotation went backwards and I heard a thud on the floor.
"Niall, the lads sent me here. They're really worried about you. It's been like almost two months. I know you miss her, but what about your career? Your fans are upset and worried too. Are you going to live like this? I mean, I know Elizabeth is upset too, but she's working it through. She's working now. And besides, it's not like you guys broke up and got divorced. The longer you're in there, the worse you'll get. If you want her so bad, go up to her, grab her, look into her eyes and apologize. Maybe even get her some chocolates and balloons." She said, laughing at the last part.
The Next Day...
Lizzy's P.O.V...
"Hey, Isabella! How were Abby and Pete?" I asked, hugging Isabella, a friend I made two weeks ago. After I let go, I take off my heels. I throw myself on the couch and look at the ceiling.
"They were great. We went to the park and Pete was rolling on the grass." She said, giggling. I held up the 30 dollars for her to grab, but she didn't take them. "No, Elizabeth. Keep them, I know you work so hard for them."
"No, I don't. I said I'd pay you and here it is. Take it. Today, I got my paycheck." I said, getting up. I grab her hand and put it in it, and closed her hand. "Please. Keep it." I said. My heart started to break for some reason. My eyes got watery. She got a little scared or worried.
"Hey, no no no. Don't cry. I'll take it. I'll take it, but please don't cry over this." She said, showing me that she's putting it in her jean's front left pocket. She gave me a half smile, and I gave her a smile back. "I'm going to go home now. My mom's probably waiting for me at the dinner table. Bye Elizabeth. I'll come by tomorrow if I can to hang out with you guys." She walked out the door, and closed it.
I go check on Abby and come back to the couch, in the living room. I lie on it, looking at the ceiling. A tear streamed down my cheek. Why am I crying? What's happening? What do I do? I let out a cry. And as soon as I hear it, I cover my face. My heart is crushing, like leaves in autum. I couldn't stop. I felt something get on me. It was Pete.
"Pete, I miss him." I said, sitting up and hugging him on my lap. My phone started to ring. I pull it out of my sweater's pocket and look at it. It's Harry. I took a deep breath and answered.
"Hello?"
"Hey, what's up? It's time you decided to answer to one of us."
"Nothing is up. What's up with you?"
"Uh-
"No, don't you even think about mentioning him. Just don't."
"Why not? Anyway, I wasn't. I was gonna say, I'm bored because I have nothing to do."

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Tommo's Little Sister {n.h}
FanfictionElizabeth Annabelle Tomlinson finds the love of her life when she meets her brother's band mates. Niall to be exact. But Louis doesn't want her to get heartbroken. Is Louis going to let her date one of the lads? This relationship with Niall has its...